“You broke my skin and seeped into my soul.”

I fell in love with copies of an original I lost long ago.

If clouds did not move how could we see the sun?

I let go so long ago. I fear I have forgotten how to hold on.

I am still looking for a soft heart in the eyes of a someone. A wild and innocent soul. Always breathless to take in a new horizon. Someone who is waiting to drive into the night and wants me to join them.

In this wilderness, Mankind is the animal I fear.

I know how our fingers would interlace. Like this and that. Delicate yet determined. As porcelain scales in serene movements. Iridescent in ways our thoughts could not convey. How beautifully we are made in the ways we trace out along soft skins the words that linger within us.

Eternity is vague. Let me fill in the blanks with you.

All this time I have been masquerading as a soul complete.

Under the shadow of your skin, I find ancient secrets. They are now the truths I crave.

A good date is when you are intoxicated with each other’s company and everything becomes good in the world.

If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.

It felt so good to speak with someone who could feel and relate to everything.

In nine cases out of ten, a woman had better show more affection than she feels.

An old couple makes you realize that true love still exists.

Love is an action, never simply a feeling.

Nothing like Lake Life and cheering each other on wake surfing .

My love, you have a heart of gold, it’s precious, beautiful, and bold.